The Sins Of A Father

Chapter Five: How Right



It had been a slightly awkward morning that day. Well, for Lily that is. She couldn’t help but get that blush when we were all having breakfast together.



Since my anger has disappeared after that night, I just could not help myself but smirk.



I had just come out of a meeting with Riddle and it was 4 PM and if I did not hurry, I would have been late. But if there was traffic, I would be sure to miss the match.



And I did not even want to see the sadness on my Harry’s face EVER again.



As I was collecting my belongings and heading off to reach my car, I could not help myself but think what Riddle had said.



I had to work with Malfoy, and I hated that thought to the core. It seemed that a partnership of a well-off company had decided to part. Both sides wanted all of the shares and few companies to their greedy little selves. I could have cared less what happened. I was not the lawyer of the partner associated with us, Lucius was. But Riddle-here I SPAT the word in my thoughts-would want one of his ‘best’ to help win the case.



So now, I will have the un-delightful pleasure of seeing Malfoy’s face first thing once I go back there the very next day.



Fuck, I was going to be late, but I would be DAMED if I missed this game. I was already in the car and speeding off. This is one of the reasons that I love sport cars: they get you to point A to point B very quickly.



Maybe you’re wondering why I disliked Malfoy that much.



It seemed that he could not take the HINT that I would like nothing more to do with him than WORK. Even THAT was testing my limits, wanting to punch him soundly in his face. He seemed to think that he had some sort of feelings for me, and he had somehow gotten it in his thick skull that I, too, have those ‘feelings’ for him. It was just a FUCK!



I had never cheated on my wife then, and I would NEVER cheat her on with Malfoy. He was completely not worth it…



But I had to, unwillingly…



Harry studied his education in North Bridge House Senior School. Apparently, it\'s one of the best. It makes me laugh that London is very well known around the world, but when there is no traffic, it’s a very small city. I could go around Central London in just a half hour in my car.



I arrived at his school. Once I parked I quickly got out with my black coat on and practically ran to get to the football pitch. It had already started, of course, but I had not missed anything good. I stood a little distance away from the other parents, and looked for my boy playing.



Once I had found him, I marveled at how he played. He had such talent with controlling the ball with his feet. I’ve tried playing football, and, I admit, I am crap at it. I think, perhaps, I’m just too tall for it, but I did make a good goalkeeper.



Harry was the striker of his team, and a damn good one if you ask me. He was the right build for it, slim but toned; that was enough to be quick and light on his feet, but also to have strength for good stamina. He wore his contacts for this game, though, since his glasses kept falling off. I know how much he hates putting those things in his eyes. He thought it was cheating. I crossed my arms to watch him play. I felt, suddenly, a presence behind me, and not at all a good one.



And it was not.



“Good evening, Severus, I did not expect you to be here!”



Lucius Malfoy. The very last person I wanted to see right then. I turned my head to see him standing next to me. He was shorter than me, most people are, but he was only a few inches shorter. He was slim, but lithe, and I admit, he was handsome, but that was ALL I could see in him.



I had to stop myself from saying ‘fuck off’ to him, but I had to be patient. After all, I would be working with him again.



“Good evening, Lucius. I did not expect you to be here also. My son is on this school’s team.”



Now he was TESTING my patience. He had his brown, leathered, gloved hand on my shoulder.



I wanted to punch my black, leathered, gloved hand in his face.



“Is that so? Well, this is a pleasant surprise, Severus. My son plays on this school’s team, also!”



Figures.



“What is your son’s name, Severus?” He raised a perfectly arched eyebrow, with a hint of a disgustingly sweet smile playing on his lips.



“Harry-”



“My my, this is becoming more of a pleasant surprise, my dear man,” he cut me off. “You see, my son Draco has became rather fond of your Harry. I know you have no qualms over the genders-” here, he smirked and looked me up and down “-so it is safe to think that you will not disown your son. They are more than just friends, Severus…” The last sentence he whispered, I had noticed he moved his hand to the middle of my back.



I did not care about that fact. I was just shocked about my Harry going out with someone, and with a male at that. Why did he not tell me? I could have helped him while he was struggling with his sexuality.



Ah, but he does not know I’m Bi-sexual.



I flicked my eyes across the field to see my son’s boyfriend.



I saw him. How could I not?



I had to be DAMNED, didn’t I? He looked like a miniature copy of the man next to me. I fucked the father next to me and his son is most probably fucking my son, and that made my blood boil. I hoped Harry had not had sex yet. He was too young and there was no need to rush into sex and…



He’s MY son.



I took a deep breath. My son ’seemed’ to like that boy so…I needed to have a nice father-to-son chat with him. I took a deep breath. “How long?” And breathed out.



He patted my back and let his arm fall by his side, then put both of his hands into his pockets. “Oh, a few weeks, Severus. They most probably shared a few kisses here and there; nothing to have a heart failure over it, man!” He chuckled.



I did show distress, I most assure you I could feel it.



“I’ve already have met your son, Severus. He seems to be a nice lad, and NOW knowing you’re his father…Well, all I can safely say is that Draco has good taste.” That was a compliment, I know, but he was REALLY pushing it now. I did not have the patience NOR the energy to deal with him. So I just stood there, watching Harry play.



When the referee finally blew his last whistle to signal the game over and hearing Harry’s team scream for joy, I took another breath. I started walking in the direction where Harry was shaking the opponents hands.



He finally noticed me and he gave me one of his famous ‘light the room’ smiles. He came jogging to my direction and gave me a bear hug. I hugged him back and patted his shoulder. “See, I told you that I would come.” I raised my eyebrow playfully and winked. “Good game, son. You were brilliant!”



“Thanks, Papa!” He gave me another hug.



Then I heard someone shouting his name. “OI! Harry!” The Malfoy boy came running up to him, grinning like mad. Well, they DID win the match. Draco then hugged him so hard he slightly lifted him up off the ground. I raised my eyebrow a little, but nonetheless said nothing else.



Once Harry stood on his own two feet he blushed deeply. Then the Draco boy had FINALY noticed me.



Then I smirked, until I noticed Lucius coming near us.



“Err, Draco, this is my, erm, father…”Harry was slightly coughing and looking down. He looked SO embarrassed. Of course, he didn\'t know that I knew he liked boys, so that blush he was currently holding was nothing compared to when I would tell him that I knew his little ‘secret’.



I smirked even more, and held my gloved hand out. “Severus Snape. Pleased to meet you, Draco,” I said in my silkiest, deepest voice. Did I see a shiver there? It\'s funny, \'cause they looked all hot and sweaty. He took my hand and slowly shook it. His hand had a lack of grip, like he didn\'t know what to do with it.



“I see you’ve met Mr. Snape, Draco…”Lucius put that damnable hand again on my shoulder.



I really wanted to kick a football in his face.



The blonde boy nodded dumbly. Did I really intimidate him that much? “Yes, Father…”



Poor Harry looked like he was an outcast.



It was time for us to leave.



I put a hand on his shoulder gently, moving away to make sure Lucius’s hand dropped. “Harry, you should go quickly shower and change…” He nodded sharply and went off to the changing rooms. The blonde boy gave a polite nod to both of us before he followed after Harry. I couldn’t help myself but imagining what one can do with a partner in a shower…



I didn’t like the blonde boy.



“Well, Severus, shall we go to the benches and wait for our sons to clean up?”



No, not with you, I wanted to say, but…I was going to work with him, so I must be nice so there would be no difficulties between us.



Plus, Riddle would go nutty if I didn’t play nice. “Why not?” I said in a bored tone, and went off to the benches quickly before he had that dreadful hand placed on my shoulder again.



Once we sat on the wooden bench, I made sure that I kept my distance. I even took off my coat to place it between us, leaving me only in my black leathered gloves, my all black tie tweed tailored suit and my black leather shoes.



Lucius was, of course, in a all dark brown suit and shoes. His blonde hair was tied by a brown leather thong. But he was wearing his coat and crossed his legs politely. I never knew how men could cross their legs like that; I mean…Does it not hurt for their ‘bits’ to be all squashed up? I mean, I’ve tried it before and it frankly canes. So, that’s why I crossed my legs in a MUCH more comfortable position.



“So, Severus, how have you been? We have not a decent conversation since we last worked together…”



And with a good bloody reason too!



I know I had too many one night stands to be a fucking saint, but I still had morals! Malfoy is married, and with a son! I did not know at the time, but soon I had found out he was married when his WIFE asked me directions to see her husband for a quick visit. She asked quite politely, so I presumed she did not know her husband was ’batting for the other team’.



“Severus?”



I had almost forgotten he had asked a question. “I have been well. You know, it\'s nice to spend some time with my wife and children…” I could not help but sneer at him. I was still pissed off about knowing he could do that to his wife. Did he not care?



He chuckled. Obviously not. “Oh come, now! You enjoyed that bit of fun, Severus-”



I snickered. “Did I?”



I know I’m mucking everything up by being cocky, but for fuck’s sake how could he be so calm about cheating on his wife? Next thing I noticed, he was giving his seductive smiles at me and coming closer, slowly uncrossing his legs.



I felt like I wanted to be sick then and there. Preferably on him.



“Oh, I know you only said that to hurt my feelings, Severus, but I’ll forgive you, since I like you that much…”



I calmed myself a little. No need to throw a fit over this. “Well, Malfoy, I have some news for you.” I looked at him in his blue with a hint of icy grey eyes. “I don’t like you-”



He cut me off to whisper in my ear. “That’s not what you said when you were fucking me into that table, Sev’rus”



I growled and shoved him away. “Let\'s get this straight once and for all. I was already frustrated by the work, Malfoy, AND I was drinking to top it off. All you were ,Lucius, was a piece of the nearest arse I could find. Don’t flatter yourself.” I looked up to see Harry and Draco. I stood up to look at his irritated, flushed face. I gave him my most charming smile. “Do smile, Lucius, our sons are coming…” I picked up the black coat to put it on. “Ready, Harry?” I said once Harry came to stand next to me. I took a hold of his bag for him and looked at the two blondes, gave another of my charming smiles, and putting an arm around Harry’s shoulder. “Well ,gentlemen, we must be going. Draco, it was a pleasure to meet you,” I looked into Lucius’s eyes, “and ,Lucius, I’ll see you tomorrow at work.”



And I strolled off with Harry.



That should have put Malfoy in his place a little, but something told me it didn’t do much.



Oh how right I was later in the months.